February 7, 2015

As I turn my garage-rock short story "St. Rage" into a novel, I get to invent more fictional bands to populate the scene around St. Rage. I'm sure this early Square Pig post will come in handy, with such gems as Human Blood Rush and Sack o' Hamsters. Meanwhile, the real world is blessed with the likes of these: 

For the Likes of You
Like an overheard fragment of conversation between strangers, this prepositional phrase cut off from its sentence is open to whatever backstory we feel like providing. A note of derision seems like a given. 

Flu
'Tis the season. A reminder to disinfect those microphones and wash hands often.

Hardly Boys
The simple addition of one letter creates not just a pop-lit pun, but the perfect name for an all-girl band. If St. Rage weren't fictional, they'd be at this show.

Infesting Intestines
A clever rhyme that's also gross! Who could ask for anything more?

The Sky Rained Heroes
This has an epic tone. When things get really bad, you might want a team of heroes coming to the rescue. A rain of heroes, though, has the potential to turn into a too-many-cooks scenario in a big hurry, transforming that epic into comedy on a grand scale. (On a somewhat related note, the heroine of "St. Rage" has the satisfying but useless power of bringing down a rain of birdshit on whomever she flips the bird).
 

My fiction and blogging projects collide in "St. Rage," now available as the 13th release in the Pankhearst Singles Club. This story of an all-girl teenage garage band with superpowers is short, it's funny, and it's only $ .99. If you like "St. Rage," please like St. Rage on Facebook and go listen to their first demo, "Huge Guy in the Mosh Pit."